Morning Hope Academy's
New Semester of Killing
Chapter 2 Act 6
Epilogue 1: Aria of Despair
(Daily Life, Day Eleven)
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The silence that filled Morning Hope Academy was not a welcome one. Everyone had returned to the First Floor Plaza, numb from what they had just been through. No one had said a single word, everyone splitting up and heading in various directions. It was completely different than the last trial. While everyone was mourning the four deaths last time, this time it was completely different. Not only had they lost two faculty members, but they had also lost two fellow students. The coup-de-gras was of course what Korekiyo did after Cara was dead. Jonathan had seen quite a few horror films in his life. He could say he was mostly used to the blood and gore from series like the Walking Dead or even a brutal show like Spartacus. But seeing it in real life was completely different. He wanted so hard to forget what he had seen, but he knew he wasn't going to forget. It was engraved in his mind, until his dying days. He still felt sick to his stomach from the reveal that Korekiyo did mid trial. It took massive amounts of will power to stop himself from vomiting all over the floor.
Much like everyone else, he had decided to seclude himself for awhile. He just wanted to process everything that was going on around him, the deaths, the killing game and several other things. Almost everyone went to the cafeteria, while others decided to go back to their dorms. He himself decided to head to the stairwell between the first and second floor. No one had ventured to the Library, finding it a pointless addition to the school. He felt it was insulting that they were given a room for the deaths of four more of their friends. Now, 30 people remained in the school, not counting the students that were supposedly frozen in the Physics Room.
The Songwriter picked up his head, having remembered the Physics Room. He slowly rose to his feet, glancing up the flight of stairs. He reached into his pocket, drawing the card Monokuma had given him. He had been told that he had two days before the students were set to die in their pods. He couldn't tell anyone that he had the card, but he wasn't forbidden from setting them free. He smirked a bit, as he started walking up the stairs.
"You think you can pull one over on us eh Monokuma? Your stupid motive wasn't even the cause of those deaths. It was Dan's own cowardice and arrogance that got Cara killed. Not to mention Kamron...I wasn't expecting him to do that." he thought, remembering the Ultimate Persuader.
He hadn't gotten to know the man, admittedly he did regret that. However he wasn't expecting to use his Persuasion skills to trick Anastasia. Not only did he take advantage of her, but he was planning on using her as a literal meat shield should it come to it. He didn't know what the Italian boy had been planning, but he was glad he was gone at least. That thought made him feel horrible on the inside, but the less antagonistic people there were around, the better. There were still others he didn't trust. He didn't trust Alice anymore, while she did seem motherly, hiding her plan of retrieving Dan's ID was detrimental. It was what lead to Dan killing Cara. Not to mention it also lead to Kamron doing the same to Dan. Jonathan honestly just wanted everything to end at this point, but he knew this was far from the beginning.
He slowly stalked toward the Physics Room, avoiding the camera as he did. Thankfully, it was pointing toward the other end of the hallway, toward the Library entrance. He had thought about checking it out, for half a second before remembering his current mission. He stopped in front of the Physics Lab, glancing at the ID Scanner next to the entrance. He reached for his own Student ID, quickly checking the rules.
"Hmm...Rule Number 4, with minimal restrictions you may explore the school at your leisure. Well if you have the keys that means you can unlock the door. Silly silly mastermind." he muttered with a chuckle. He shoved the ID in his pocket, pulling out Alice's instead, holding it to the panel. It beeped three times, a number pad appearing on it. He swiped the card, the light at the top shifting from red to green. He heard the clicks of the door unlocking, allowing him entree into the Physics Room.
The room was quite large, far larger than he was expecting. All of the windows were boarded up, sealed with three inch thick steel plates like the other windows in the school. The walls were mostly white in color, and several large fans were attached to the corners of the room, most likely traps to get dangerous chemicals out of the room. The seating arrangements in the room were far different than in other classroom. Rather than desks, the Physics Room took a college approach to the seating. There were four step like areas in the back of the room, following the curvature of the room, as it was in Morning Hope Tower.
Each seat had a built in tablet, displaying the Morning Hope Academy crest. The under side of the wooden desk top had a small cubby built in, for students to keep their materials. He could see some containing several Physics Books and other materials. The back of the room contained a small stage, where the teacher would most likely be standing, as it also had a podium. There was a large chalkboard attached to the back wall, containing various conjectures and problems written on it with chalk.
Various stations could be seen in the room as well. Many weights and other things attached to large iron rails that were attached to the ceiling. There were several chains attached to pulleys, some containing baskets filled with odd objects he couldn't properly name. There was also a large machine with a glass orb at the top, with a catwalk built right on it. There was an iron stairwell leading to the top of the catwalk, which lead to a metal box which had various blinking buttons on it. There was a cabinet nearby as well, filled with various tools and chemicals he couldn't name. Some nearby tables contained tools left in various states of abandonment, as if the students using them had been forced to leave the room in a hurry. Like all classrooms, this one also bore a Monitor and a Security camera, though this one was oddly enough, non-functional. There was a set of glass doors at the end of the other side of the room. The final thing of interest in the room was the closed wooden door that lead to the 3rd Floor, the panel being bright crimson. The glass doors like the other important doors, had an ID Panel beside it. He walked over to it, briefly glancing over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed.
"Open sesame, hehehe." Jonathan muttered, as he pressed Alice's ID onto the panel. He swiped the card, bypassing the keypad entirely. The doors hissed loudly as they slowly slid open, a bit of mist coming from within.
He shivered a bit as he stepped inside. This room was rather peculiar, it looked like something straight out of a Science Fiction novel. The room in its entirety was chrome. It was hard to describe, everything was just chrome, reminding him of an episode of Spongebob where everything in the future was chrome. There were ten cylindrical pods attached to the walls, each having a computer panel on the wall next to it. Each one was connected via cable to a large Super Computer at the back end of the room. He took a few steps inside, trying to peer into the pods, but finding them completely darkened. Moving toward the Computer, he looked at the screen, which was currently displaying six habitats within the pods. Two of them were red, and two were empty. He also noticed the count down timer on the screen, making him frown.
"So...Monokuma wasn't kidding when he said these guys are on a clock." he said softly. They only had 18 hours left before a euthinization protocol began. Whoever programmed that was definitely a bastard.
He sat down before the module, looking at the prompt before him. He noticed the attached card reader, and looked briefly at his card. He swiped it across the reader, watching a program open up on the screen. There were two options, Nullify and Release. He clicked on the obvious option, causing the loud whirling in the room to stop. All of the pods started moving, the blanked out doors lighting up. He rapidly stood up, walking toward the nearest pod, peering inside.
The young woman resting within seemed rather peaceful, her light breathing reassured him that she was in fact, still alive. She had long bright orange hair, which was half braided, and held together with a brown ribbon. She had fair colored skin, with a light peach colored tone to it. She had a cute face, small thin brows, a small nose and full pink lips, with a beauty mark at the corner of her lower lip. She was wearing a sleeveless chocolate brown JSK Dress. It had small squares printed around it, lined with bold brown lines, looking like chocolate bars. Each square contained a chocolate donut within, along with small chocolate kisses and cinnamon sticks. She wears light brown leggings, stuffed into pastel brown colored Mary-Jane Shoes. She was wearing brown leather gloves on her hands. He tapped the glass, realizing it was in fact a screen.
"Priscilla Dentyne...the Ultimate Chocolatier. Wait...Dentyne...like the gum brand?" he mumbled, confusion written on his face. The young woman's eyes suddenly opened, causing the boy to scream and fall back. The pod hissed loudly, as the door automatically opened. He backed away from it, eyes firmly locked on the young woman before him.
"Ugn...I say, that was the longest nap I've ever taken." the girl said, stretching her limbs. She shook her hands a bit, climbing out of the pod only for her to fall to the floor.
"Ah...are you okay?" Jon asked, finally regaining his composure. The girl looked at him, her eyes slightly glassy. It was as if she was looking past him. Her stare was rather unnerving.
"Okay...I know I've met my fair share of weirdos...but this one takes the cake, literally."
"My apologies, it seems my limbs are currently asleep. Would you mind doing me a favor and carrying me out of this room?" she asked.
"Uh...I guess, but I dunno where to take you. Do you know where you are?" the Songwriter asked. She blinked a few times, shifting herself a bit so that she was resting on her behind, rather than on her legs.
"Anaheim, California. I remember...opening my factory. I was approached by someone. A man from an academy...from Japan. I believe he offered me to study there, as well as take part in a project. Project...Time Turner." she said softly, resting a gloved hand on her forehead.
"Project Time Turner?" he asked, confusion on his face.
"Yes...I don't understand what it was for...but I do believe it was related to science. I had just made a deal with Walt Disney, to open a small chocolate shop at his park. It's only been two weeks since we met, do you know him?" the orange haired girl asked, earning a frown from the boy.
"Um...I don't know how to say this but...Priscilla, you are...in the future. It's been 50 years since all of that happened." he said. She just looked at him, brows furrowing in confusion.
"50 years? You mean the world has spent fifty long years without tasting my delicious chocolates? I must start work right away Mister...what's your name?"
"Jon."
"Ah...Mr. Jon, you already know me as Priscilla. Feel free to call me that, or Ella, it's my nickname. First I must regain control of my appendages. Then I shall begin the cooking process right away! I need to find the finest coca beans on the planet. Come loyal servant, the time for magic awaits!" Priscilla said, holding her arm up pointing to the ceiling. Jonathan just sat there, blinking profusely.
"Um...have you regained the feeling in your legs then?"
"No...I was hoping you'd carry me out of here." she said, flushing slightly. Jonathan sighed, getting up on his knees. He wrapped his arms around the girl, lifting her up with ease. He walked back out into the Physics Room, setting the girl down on a table.
"There you go, I gotta stick around though. I'm sure the others will be waking up soon." Jonathan said, glancing closely at the Chocolatier.
His eyes settled on her chest, not on her breasts, but on the intricate tattoo she had above them. It was a tattoo of a bald eagle, its wings being spread out. The detail on the bird was amazing, each one of its feathers had been drawn extremely well. In its beak, was what looked like a small piece of chocolate, while in its talons was what looked like a human heart. It was crimson red, with droplets of blood falling from it, the ventricles and veins being completely visible, almost as if they would pulse out. Several feathers could be seen dotting other areas of her chest, the heart being buried in her cleavage. A few feathers and chocolate kisses were sprinkled around her shoulders and collar, adding an almost surreal look to the image.
"Is something the matter?" Priscilla asked, a curious look on her face.
"No...I'm just admiring the ink." he said, pointing to her chest. She looked down at it, eyes widening a bit.
"I say...where did I acquire this? I do not recall ever getting this done." she said, clearly surprised.
"Huh...you got a tattoo and you don't remember?"
"I do not...but I like it, it's definitely something I would get. Would you like to see it fully? I don't mind showing my rescuer." she said, reaching for the straps of her dress.
"No no no...I think I've seen enough of it for now. How are your legs?" he asked, changing the subject. The young woman shrugged, stretching her arms.
"I've regained feeling in my legs. I'll need a bit of time to regain mobility, if only I knew where my cane and top hat were. I'd feel complete."
"I'll try to look for them." Jonathan said happily. He was interrupted by another loud hiss, making him look toward the Pod Room.
"I'm gonna go check that out. It seems each pod is set to open every half an hour. Sit tight, I'll be right back." he said, giving her a small smile. He turned back to the other room, heading toward the Pod Room.
"Even if we lost four people today...I'm certain everyone in here will be fine. Even in the darkest moments, Hope is always present. I'll make sure no one here dies. They've already lost so much, I'm not going to let them lose any thing else!"
"Excuse me mister, would you mind helping me out of this thing?" a cute voice called out, causing him to glance to his left. The first pod on the very left lay open, and resting inside was a rather adorable looking young woman.
She had a rather young looking face, with bright colored eyes. She had long, dark black haired that had clearly been dyed that way. The young woman was quite curvy for her age, and looked to be very well endowed, something that made the Songwriter flush a bit. She was wearing a rather beautiful kimono, which was crimson red, and had various golden markings. A white obi was tied around her waist, in a traditional haori strings held it together. They were tied in the shape of a flower and had decorative beads hanging from it. He noticed the obi was tied in a traditional Fukurasuzume-Musubi knot, or the Sparrow Knot in English. The kimono revealed quite a bit of her smooth creamy legs, though she was wearing a long pair of white stockings, along with traditional wooden sandals. He fought off his flush, shaking his head a bit.
"I'm in love with Ruru, I can't be looking at other girls this way. Why is it always me that ends up finding the cute girls?" he thought, closing the distance toward the girl.
"Are you okay miss?" he asked, being rather polite.
"Yep! I'm a-okay! I just can't feel my butt." she said, earning a chuckle from the boy.
"That's understandable, you've been asleep for a long time."
"Eh? It's 2045 already? Weird, it feels like I went to sleep yesterday." she said, earning a confused look from the boy.
"2045? Wait...when were you born?"
"February 12th 1994. Why do you ask?" she said, now being the one that was confused. Jonathan remained silent, shaking his head.
"Don't worry about it, my name is Jonathan Hyles. I'm the Ultimate Songwriter, what's your name miss?" he asked curiously.
"Oh me? My name is Kogane Namazu, I'm the Ultimate Model. It's charming to meet you!" she said happily, holding out her hand for the boy to shake. He smiled, giving it a firm shake.
"It's charming to meet you too. Let's get you outta this pod eh?"
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Sofia didn't know what to do. She had finally seen a class trial and it had destroyed her. Her friends had talked about it, and she didn't want to experience one. Now that she had, it was the worst feeling in her life. She had never felt so helpless, unable to do anything to stop what was happening. Her talent had been nothing more than useless to everyone. Her Spiritual Healing wasn't going to be useful in the recovery process of any injury. All of them were emotional and psychological in nature, something that she didn't specialize in. Still...she knew she had to help, she had too. She didn't know Cara that well, she had just met the woman after all. While she hadn't seen her loved ones die in that manner, she did lost her loved ones. 50 years had passed in the world, and she had most likely lost everyone. Now, despair was going to wretch away what little she had left. She wasn't going to let that happen, she needed to help everyone.
It didn't take her long to find the Ultimate Craftsman. He was in the kitchen, sitting back against the wall with a bottle of vodka in his grasp. He had already drank a bit of the alcohol, most likely too strong for him to haphazardly drink. He looked up briefly, frowning when he saw her.
"What do you want? Can't you see I wanna be left alone?" he snapped at her, voice sounding slightly slurred.
"I understand that you are hurting Nick. But being alone is something that isn't healthy. You need to...you need someone to help you grieve. You've been dealt a heavy blow...losing two loved ones...I can't pretend to understand how that feels. I just...want to make sure you are okay." Sofia said softly.
"Okay? OKAY? I am not fucking okay! I just lost the love of my life, and had to watch some fucker holding our child in his hands. He dug her womb out and put our baby in a jar. How the fuck do you want me to be okay after that huh? My only fucking regret is not killing him with my own fucking hands." he shouted, grabbing a hold of the vodka beside him. He took a swig, coughing loudly before throwing the bottle at the far wall. It smashed into a million pieces, the clear liquid inside splashing all over the wall. Sofia knelt down before the boy, sitting down on her legs as she grabbed a hold of his hands.
"It's okay...I just wish to help you. Allow me to heal you...your spirit is hurt, it's been damaged by this killing game. But I'm sure Cara wouldn't want you to suffer." she said. He retched his hands away from her grasp, pushing her away.
"Leave me alone!"
"Jag ska inte! I will not leave you here to suffer! Cara was starting to be my friend, and I will not let you fall into the pit of despair!"
"I don't need your help. I don't want your help, I want my wife...I want her by my side. You have no idea how hard I fought for her, how hard our lives have been. When she told me she was pregnant, we were so happy. We vowed to leave this game together and now we won't do that! We don't see our baby grow up and see the world." Nick said, holding back his cries. Sofia sat down beside him, wrapping his arms around the boy. He buried his face in her chest, sobbing loudly.
"I know...I know all to well. But you must also see there is hope out there right? I know it's tough. Especially seeing someone you love so much being killed in such a manner. I suppose I'm lucky...I didn't see my family die. I don't think I could handle it...but I do know that we must move on. We must face forward, and walk into the sunset together. There is hope out there Nick...and I know you are going to find it. You have to live for Cara, for your baby." she said softly. She placed one of her hands on the middle of his back, and started pressing certain spots in his muscles, making him slowly stop crying. She continued softly massaging him, until his sobs had calmed down.
"How...did you do that?" he asked softly, muffled by her shirt.
"I'm a masseuse. I know which points are connected to our spirit...I can also see auras. Yours is so dark and red...it used to be a bright green, filled with happiness. Even now, I see that green there...it's fighting to over take that red...that despair." Sofia said, earning a sniffle from boy. He pushed himself away from her, wiping away his tears.
"I'm...I'm sorry for yelling at you. And for soaking your boobs in my tears." he said, glancing at her scrubs. She shook her head, brushing it off.
"It's fine...I'm very used to this. Back in Stockholm, I used to help a lot of people like you. People grieving, having lost their family in the great war. Mostly widows, young children who had lost their fathers. My mother didn't like that...she didn't like that I was becoming more popular than her. Despite that, I tried to learn all of her techniques, so that I could become a great masseuse like her." she said, frowning slightly.
"What happened?"
"I...I let someone die. Someone had started a rumor that I could cure deadly sicknesses. I had cured one woman who had been diagnosed with cancer. The head of a Mob family came to visit me...he had committed so many crimes...I couldn't help him. I only used my talents with those I felt deserved it. So I purposely missed certain key points in his body, telling him that he would be healing soon. He ended up dying...and as vengeance, his family burned my mother's parlor down. She suffered severe burns, which prevented her from continuing her work."
"Wow...Fifi I didn't know it was that bad." Nick said softly. Sofia frowned, brushing some hair behind her ear.
"The reason I decided to partake in the project...the one that froze me in time. It was because I was disappointed in myself...I was convinced my mother hated me. I packed up my things and used my savings to buy a ticket on the RMS Aquitania. It was the final trip she was going to make...so I went to America, with hopes of starting my own Massage Parlor. The scouts of Hope's Peak Academy found me, and well...now I'm here." she said.
"I'm sorry to hear all of that...um...how was the Aquitania? Was she as beautiful as history says?" the boy said.
"Oh most definitely. She was the most beautiful ship in the world...my grandmother rode on all of them. She was born in 1901, so she was on every single four funneled ship." Sofia said.
"Are you serious? She was on every single one?"
"Well...not the Olympic. She bought a ticket for the Olympic's return trip to New York, when it struck the HMS Hawke. She was on the Titanic though, my grandmother was a wealthy woman, quite talented with Massage Therapy. It was an experimental medicine at the time."
"So...you are telling me your grandmother was on the Titanic when it sank? Huh...so was Veruca's grandmother." Nick said, finding the coincidence quite interesting.
"Funny how life is huh? She took the Mauritania to England, to deposit some money and send some to my grandfather. Then she took the Titanic to New York, and narrowly survived. She spent a few years in America, until the start of World War 1. She took the Lusitania and narrowly survived its sinking. Ironically enough, she was a nursing student aboard the Britannic when she went down." Sofia said, explaining a bit of her Grandmother's history.
"That's insane...you know they called the Olympic "Old Reliable" for her service in the war? I believe your grandmother deserves that name. Because damn, that lady survived some shit." Nick said, earning a giggle from the girl.
"Yes she did...I remember hearing these stories when I was a little girl. It felt almost like yesterday for me. She died in 1950...she wanted to go on the Aquitania one more time...but she passed away before it did. She had a lot of heart problems, so she died when she was 49 years old. I guess all of the stressful situations from her early life just stacked on each other."
"Hmm...still, to be able to see those beautiful ships. It's a shame really...but I want to hear those stories. The craftsmanship on those vessels is so intriguing. I remember, me and Cara joked about building our own replica Titanic. We were excited when they announced one was being built in China. We were going to get remarried on it...guess that won't happen now." he said. Sofia frowned, forcing herself to her feet, holding her hand out.
"Now, it's not time to be sad! Let's promise to get outta this hellhole. Then when we go, we're going to go on that ship. I've dreamed of going on the Ship of Dreams myself. Even if it's not the original, I want to go on it. We'll go together...we'll go and we'll throw Cara's favorite flowers in the ocean...and if we can figure out where her remains are...we'll cremate them. We'll throw them in the ocean...I'm sure the Ultimate Marine Biologist wishes to be in the place where she feels most at home." she said. Nick looked at the girl's hand, before tentatively grabbing it.
"Okay...we'll do all of that...but you better not die on me Fifi."
"I won't...but do me a favor? Call me Sofi, Fifi sounds like you are talking about my...you know." she said, looking away with a flush. Nick chuckled a bit, giving her a pat on the head.
"Sure thing Sofi." he said. She smiled, turning around briefly, walking toward a plate she had brought with her. She placed it before the boy, pulling the cover off.
"I...brought these down from the Home Economics Room. We made them together...figured you'd want one." she said. Nick's lip quivered a bit, and he wiped away some stray tears.
"Thank you Sofi. Let's eat all of these...Cara would be pissed at me if I let her food go to waste. She'd probably haunt my ass."
"Hehe...I feel like she would. Just to remind you not to drink too much Mountain Dew, or that the whales need to be saved." the Spiritual Healer said, earning a laugh from the boy.
"Damn straight...I wonder...maybe I can free Steve for her. She did love that whale dearly. Yeah...once we find a way out of here, we're springing that Beluga whale out of its pen. You're gonna help me!" he said.
"Okay...but how are we going to do that?"
"Well...we're gonna need a wench, a crane, a flat bed truck, hoses. Maybe some mayonnaise...a tarp, one of those platters with the tiny hotdogs...and rope...lots and lots of rope." he said firmly.
"Uh...okay...what will we do with those materials?"
"I'm not sure...any ideas?" he asked back. Sofia gained a pensive look, snapping her fingers.
"Let's get naked!"
"Eh...let's save that for when we're selling real estate. We need to think of another plan of action...time to go to the drawing board." he said, munching on his cupcake. Sofia smiled a bit...she was happy that Nick had recovered slightly. She was going to ensure he lived through this killing game, even if she lost her life, as long as she saved someone, it would all be worth it.
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"Tania, are you okay?" Kaikane asked softly. The Ultimate Mercenary didn't say anything. She just remained silent, leaning back against the wall of the A/V Room. The Ultimate Surfer shared a look with Tenko, who had a frown on her face.
"Um...we're you and Kamron..."
"Don't mention his name. Blyad...traitorous retch." she spat, clenching her fists tightly.
"S-sorry."
"Come on Ko, I can tell she wants to be alone." the boy said, turning to leave the room. Anastasia grabbed a hold of his wrist, causing him to stop.
"I never said I wished to be alone. It's just...I cannot believe he was doing something like that. The entire time, I thought he was starting to love me. Yes, it started out as sex, I needed relief. But he told me he loved me afterwards."
"That isn't true love...I suspect the moment he found out you were a nymphomaniac, he planned on using you. It's a good thing we found out when we did. He likely would have convinced you to kill in his stead." the surfer said. Tenko rubbed her arm, looking away from the two.
"Um...what's a nymphomaniac?"
"Huh? That's uh...well it's a...hoo boy...I didn't want to answer this question." Kaikane said, rubbing his neck in embarrassment. Anastasia sighed, deciding to stand up straight as she faced the Neo-Akido Master.
"A nymphomaniac is someone who is obsessed with sex. Often times, they become addicted to it. As I was trained to be a soldier, I needed ways to relieve stress. Ways that didn't involve killing innocents. That often times lead to risque acts, where I almost lost my life. However, upon losing my virginity, I became addicted the the feeling. That tingle that goes up your spine, every single twitch, how slick you become, how delicious you taste. It's all just so addicting! There are times where I can't go a single day without even thinking about it...I had to get off, I had too. Sadly, I picked someone entirely wrong." the redhead explained. Tenko flushed brightly, her eyes widening in shock. She rose a single hand up, bringing it down on Anastasia's head in a chop.
"Pervert! That's what you are, you are nothing but a disgusting pervert! Degenerate!"
"Oi, take it easy on her. We all have our ways of coping." Kaikane said.
"Oh? Does that mean you jerk off when you wanna relieve stress? Because I find channeling my anger through my hands and into degenerates much more relaxing."
"No, I don't jerk off when I want to relax. I just grab my board and wade out into the sea. Once I find a good swell, I'll ride it onto the shore. There's nothing quite like surfing, the feeling you get, the rush, the salty sea air, the water at your finger tips. It's just so surreal...I've been away from the sea for far too long. The first time I went to the Class Trial Court Room, I was excited...now not so much." the surfer said, frowning a bit.
"I suppose we all have our ways to relax...though after everything that's happened, I doubt we will ever relax." Tenko added, sitting down on the edge of a nearby computer station.
"I just want to forget what happened today...I don't wish to drink. I just want to lose myself for a few hours. I doubt my fingers will be enough, would you two care to help me?" Anastasia asked, flushing a bit as she tugged on her skirt.
"Uh...sorry Tania...I uh...don't want to. It wouldn't feel right, I wanna do that with the one I love." Kaikane said. Tenko looked at him, eyes narrowing a bit.
"While normally I would agree with you Kai, I believe I must agree with Tania as well. Today showed me something, no one is safe. We're not guaranteed a tomorrow...Himiko would want me to experience everything life has to offer. I don't want to die like Cara did today, I don't want to be killed, without living."
"Tenko...I didn't think you of all people would say that. You are always calling men degenerates. You loathe the thought of a man even touching you." Kaikane said, earning a small smile from the girl, who took a hold of his hand.
"People change...I'm forcing myself to change. But if you are going to be the ideal man, you'll have to be able to fight. Tania and I will whip you into shape. But for tonight, you'll be the one whipping us...but not with a real whip, my pain tolerance is actually really low." she said, earning a chuckle from the young man.
"Tsubaki must be so jealous. She hasn't had her first time and here you are about to have yours with two beautiful ladies." Anastasia said, tracing Kaikane's jaw with her finger tip.
"Uh...well, I wouldn't say first. There was another girl back in Hawaii, so I am a little experienced."
"Oh? Then will you be able to handle my libido? I've been known to last several rounds in bed. First we'll have to break Tenko in, I can tell she hasn't used hers yet." the Mercenary said, slipping her hand under Tenko's skirt, rubbing her inner thigh.
"Ah...can we not do this here? Someone will catch us!"
"That's the point...being caught having sex...that's one of my fetishes." Anastasia said, whispering in her ear. Kaikane bit his lip, despite what had happened during the day, he felt like the luckiest son of a bitch in the world.
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"Why do I feel like my brother is doing something perverted?" Tsubaki asked, earning curious looks from the girls around her. They were all in the small lounge area on the First Floor, trying to forget the trial that had happened moments ago.
Celestia remained silent, pouring over a few sheets of paper Miu had handed her earlier. Kaede was nearby, holding what looked like a Music Book, most likely composing something. Gabriella was nearby, holding a bottle of rum and taking gulps from it. The final person with them was Anaji, who was busy sketching things on his drawing pad. Mei-Ling had stepped into the kitchen momentarily to prepare tea for everyone.
"That's probably because he is dear. When you are in a life or death situation and there are plenty of women around, men can't hold themselves back." Celestia replied, not looking up from her papers.
"Oh, and you would know all about that wouldn't you?" Tsubaki cheekily asked, earning a giggle from the girl.
"Whatever do you mean dear? You are treading on thin ice, very thin ice." the Lolita replied, giving her a smile. Tsubaki shuddered, feeling a shiver go down her spine.
"Arr, when are ye gonna stop yer doodlin lad? Hast ye been inspired by what we bore witness too?" Gabriella asked, causing Anaji to stop drawing.
"I've been working on something for Nick. I am a horror concept artist, but I'm an artist nonetheless. I know all too well what it feels like to lose someone close to you." he said softly.
"Hey...let me be real for a moment...why did you do what you did? Did you truly plan to kill Gonta?" Kaede asked. She closed her music book, giving her attention to the young man. He frowned, rubbing his eyes a bit.
"It was a petty reason. Monokuma approached me on day one, and told me he would give me the charger to my cellphone. I was worried about my mother...she was the only one I had left. I didn't know what would happen, I didn't think anyone would be subject to...what happened. I'm sorry Kaede. Because of me, Shuichi is dead."
"Hey big guy, that isn't your fault. It isn't your fault, or Jonathan's or anyone's. The only one to blame is Harrison, that bastard had the First Blood Perk, he's the cause of Shuichi's death." Tsubaki said firmly, earning a nod from Kaede.
"Exactly. I don't blame you at all for that...anyone could have died in the Sacrificial Roulette. Let's just hope we don't have to host another one of those ever again." the Pianist said. Anaji sighed, rolling his shoulders a bit.
"I'm plagued by that day you know...I ended up drawing that execution. Not as a sick keepsake, but as a reminder. A reminder of what I caused."
"Anaji...I'm not gonna pretend like what happened wasn't wrong. But I believe you should let go of it. Jonathan let go of Shuichi's death...it hasn't come easy but...I believe he's fine for now." Tsubaki said.
"I agree with the wee lass. T'were up to me, I'd have set sail from this long ago. One must learn to let the dead rest. For alas, we shall find ourselves grieving, and at the wrong time, you'll walk the plank right into Davy Jones's Locker." Gabriella said, burping a bit as she finished drinking the last of her rum. She stretched her arms above her head, tugging on her shirt. She growled a bit when her fake hook fell to the floor.
"Bugger."
"Here...I'll help ya." Kaede said, helping Gabriella unbutton her shirt. The girl however continued until she had pulled it completely off, remaining in her black and gold bra. She panted a bit, her chest being slightly flushed from the alcohol in her body.
"Many thanks, I'd be happy if you agreed to swab the deck later."
"Huh? I'm not cleaning your bathroom Gabby." the blonde pianist said, earning a sigh from the Pirate.
"Aye, I'll do it meself."
"Going to the previous topic, I have to agree with Kaede. Anaji, I believe you'll feel much better if you let old dogs lie. Trust me when I say, sometimes its better to let things lie. If you don't, they'll come back to haunt you, until you are nothing but a broken and weakened individual." Celestia said, lowering her gaze a bit.
"Why do I feel like that's a personal statement?"
"Does it sound that way? Ehehe...don't worry about me...I'm certain I speak for most people." she said, brushing it off with a smile. Mei-Ling returned, pushing a small cart with her, holding a few sweets on it, along with a tea kettle.
"Duìbùqǐ, everyone. It took a little longer to prepare the tea, Sofia and Nick have been drinking." she said, pouring some of the tea out for her friends.
"Sofia? Drinking? I didn't think she would actually be capable. Color me impressed." Tsubaki said, gratefully accepting her tea.
"Aye, sometimes a wee drink is what someone needs. And now that we have a bottle, we should have a little fun." Gabriella said, grabbing a hold of the Captain Morgan bottle, placing it on the glass table before them. It slowly came to a stop, the neck pointing to Tsubaki.
"Aahaha! Truth or Dare lass, come on...ye best pick the right one."
"Ugh...fine, I could use a game to loosen up a bit. I pick dare." the white haired girl said, earning a catty grin from the Ultimate Pirate.
"Your Captain orders you to kiss the Physicist. And make it entertaining."
"I must abstain. I'm not attracted to women." Celestia said, earning a laugh from Tsubaki.
"That's a bullshit lie. I can see it on your face, you've been looking at some of the guys and the girls. Hey, too each their own, though I think if you look at Jonathan too much, Veruca might kill you." she said with a smirk.
"Celestia, you like Jonathan too?" Mei-Ling asked.
"I do enjoy his company...he's a good man and...wait what do you mean too?"
"I...well, I've been thinking...I don't want to die without sharing a kiss with a boy. I've been thinking about spending some time with Calem, he seems so reclusive. But Jonathan treats me kindly too...and forgive me for saying this Tsu, but your brother is smoking hot. I want to sleep on his abs."
"Oh my...Fa, Mei-Ling is a little freak!" Kaede said, earning a chuckle from Anaji.
"You certainly do know how to pick them. Are you attracted to tall men?" he asked, earning a flush from the Folklore Specialist.
"Not really...it feels super embarrassing being this small. I feel like they would have to pick me up to even kiss me. But finding a guy that's the same height as me is hard too...especially because they're all the age of twelve. I can see why Setsuko has a hard time finding anyone herself." Mei-Ling said, frowning a bit.
"Aw...you'll find someone soon. Maybe you could try with Setsu?" Kaede asked, earning a wide eyed look from Mei.
"Me...with a g-girl? I-I can't...it's so weird."
"It is not...I change my mind, Tsubaki, I dare you to kiss Mei-Ling. Take those virgin lips as yours." Gabriella said, giving the Figure Skater a grin. Tsubaki smirked, pulling out a small tube of Cherry Chapstick, applying some onto her lips.
"Come on Mei, a little peck won't hurt."
"No...don't please, I've never kissed anyone!" Mei-Ling cried out, her cheeks tinging red in embarrassment. Tsubaki knelt down before the girl, pressing her lips against hers. She stiffened a bit, a small squeak leaving her lips. Tsubaki pulled away, just in time to see Mei fall to the floor unconscious. If one looked hard enough, you could see the steam coming out of her ears.
"I think we over did it dears." Celestia said.
"I think so too...I wonder if she likes Cherry Chapstick...well I guess we'll find out later." the Figure Skater said with a shrug, licking her lips.
"Arr...that's what I like to hear! Tsubaki, yer next! Come and spin the bottle of Poseidon, let the seas guide your choice!" Gabriella said, holding the empty Rum bottle to the girl.
xxx
"Lucy old gal...you really need to get out of this chair. It's bad enough these melons weigh more than actual melons. But my back is killing me." Lucy muttered to herself, as she rode down the hallway. She reached the Nurse's Office, reaching for the door. She tested it, but it was locked. She sighed, brushing some locks out of her eyes.
"Don't tell me it's locked. I thought Harrison and Angie moved up to the Art Room...bugger...I'm gonna get off this damn thing." she said in annoyance. She forced herself to stand up, her legs buckling a bit. She could walk just fine with a walker or a cane, but she lacked those at the moment. She rested her weight on her hand, rattling the door a bit until she managed to open it.
"Damn thing was just stuck...perhaps a bit of WD-40 is what we need." she said with a soft laugh, plopping herself back down on her chair. She heard muffled cries coming from inside, and quickly rode into the office.
Sitting at the back of the room was the Ultimate Queen Bee, her head buried in her hands. Lucy noticed the ground was covered in pills, an opened bottle having fallen to the floor, spilling them everywhere. Lucy moved forward, the wheels of her chair crushing some of the pills.
"Tell me you didn't do anything stupid?"
"Eh...what do you want?" Chloe cried, glaring at the girl. Her mascara had streaked, dark black lines having marked her cheeks. Lucy shook her head, pointing her finger at the pills.
"Explain that too me."
"I wanna die."
"Huh? Excuse me?" the Ultimate MMO Player said, confused by what the girl had said. Chloe forced herself to stand up, glaring at the girl.
"I wanna fucking die! I'm sick of being here dammit! I was biding my time, waiting for my daddy to blow a whole in that dome. But after all of this...he's still not here. He abandoned me. This game is being broadcast isn't it? Then why isn't he here? Why isn't he helping me? He doesn't love me anymore. And now people are killing each other...and I...I don't wanna die."
"Okay...so you wanna die or you don't wanna die? You have to pick one sweetheart. If you wanna live then we can still save you. Sadly we can't pick up any Green Mushrooms." Lucy said.
"I'm just scared...you don't understand. I grew up wanting to be like my mom...it was something I dreamed of being. But she was mean...she was mad...she would downtalk anyone. I thought it was cool...so I started acting like her. I thought that I would get her attention...she didn't even remember my name. She called me Claudette, or Casey, or hell even Chrissy! But never by my name...my daddy is the only thing I have that gives my life meaning. And now that he's abandoned me too...I don't want to live anymore."
Lucy sighed as the girl broke into another fit of sobs. She was very confused by what she was saying. She got the gist of it however...the girl was suffering from abandonment issues. Most likely centered around her mother. She understood the girl at least...she only had her father. The only person who was able to help her out, and take care of her. The girl frowned, forcing herself to stand up. Chloe looked up, eyes widening a bit.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting out of this damn chair. I...wanna give you a hug." she said. She let out a yelp, falling back into the chair. Chloe shook her head, wiping her nose with her shirt sleeve.
"Don't...I would hate to see you get hurt."
"What did you just say? I thought you looked at everyone like you were above us?" Lucy said. Chloe shook her head, looking away from her.
"The Ultimate Queen Bee is nothing but a fraud. Yes, I'm able to get people to listen to me. I'm able to use my Charisma to get more followers, to get half the school population into my circle of friends. And then what? They all follow my word like it's gospel. I did it for fun, because to me it amused me. It amused me that people went far above themselves for my petty requests. I figured if mom saw that I had a cult following, she'd finally notice me."
"Did it work?"
"Absolutely not. Still...I did achieve a world record, I had 3 million Facebook Friends in three days. In select groups, I was able to sway the school population to follow me. I was to be given the title of Ultimate Student Body President...but apparently the one here hadn't graduated yet. Since I was also known as a Queen Bee at home, they just slapped that onto me and sent me on my way." Chloe admitted, rubbing her arm. Lucy smiled a bit, tugging on one of her ponytails.
"So you mean to tell me...your entire "I'm the Queen, lick my feet" schtick is just that? You're actually soft and gooey on the inside? Like the fruits you pick up in Crash Bandicoot?" she asked.
"Uh...I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Ugh...the mask...you don Majora's Mask and act differently. But in the inside you are still Link! Though I think you're closer to Zelda, you are blonde." Lucy said, tapping her chin with a finger. Chloe just blinked a few times, still confused at what the girl was saying.
"Yeah, sure whatever. I'm not much of a gamer...but you're right...I did put on a mask. I thought I could win this game if I used my Charisma to sway the people. But it hasn't worked on anyone here...Kiibo was the only one who followed my whims...and he's gone now. I thought everything was going to be fine...and then Cara died...and her baby is...oh god."
"Hey, don't think about that stuff. I know what happened was tragic...but you can't blame yourself for that. I try not to think about it...it bloody hurts. Trust me, it hurts more than you can imagine. We have a lot in common...I actually only have my daddy too. He's a wonderful man...it's thanks to him that I can live so comfortably." Lucy said, a smile on her face.
"Daddy's little girl eh?"
"Mhm...how about we hang out for a bit? I came here for some pain meds, when you have boobs this huge, your back tends to hurt." she said, earning a chuckle from Chloe.
"I suppose I'm glad I wasn't born that perfect. I know my pharmaceuticals, I believe some Percocets will do for now. Or maybe a low dose morphine patch. Those feel nice when you are stressed."
"Chloe...are you a drug dealer?"
"WHAT? NO! God, I was studying to be a Nursing student shit head. I know my way around medicine. The pills on the ground are Xanax, I was gonna take some. But I was having a panic attack, that's why they spilled out." Chloe said, pointing to the pills on the floor.
"Ah...I see. I think I might take some of those before class trials. The anxiety sucks."
"Tell me about it...let me sweep this up and I'll find you something for the pain. So...let's begin with an easy question...who's your favorite team?"
"London Spitfire of course! They're my favorite team!" Lucy said excitedly.
"Huh? What team is that? I'm talking about Sports."
"So am I. I'm talking about Esports, the London Spitfire is a team of Overwatch Players." Lucy replied, earning a sigh from Chloe.
"Okay then...what's your favorite band?"
"Easy, Baby Metal, Falling in Reverse, Crown the Empire. Oh there's Lady Baby too, and BTS, and Larval Stage Planning. I don't count Hatsune Miku as a band, but there are other Vocaloids. I fucking hate Nickleback, ugh fuck those guys. I like Halestorm, Lzzy Hale is an amazing fucking singer. Oh and then there's..."
Chloe sighed...perhaps she should have started with a different question.
xxx
"Veruca, can we talk? And I mean a serious talk." Carla said, causing the Nut Specialist to look away from the vanity mirror. She had just gotten out of the shower, and was brushing her lengthy brown hair. She had forgotten how long it was, despite her remembering it was to her shoulders at the beginning of their nightmare.
"Sure thing, what do you wish to discuss?" she replied, setting her brush down. She spun around, turning to face Carla. She was sitting on the floor, wearing an over sized tee shirt, her bright pink panties barely visible under it.
"It's about Jo-Jo. I've been feeling a little weird toward him. I think it was after that dumb Viagra Motive. I did what I did because I wanted relief...but afterwards...I dunno. Whenever he's nearby, my heart beats super hard. I feel really hot down there too, and I just...wanna touch myself."
"First, that's a little too much information. I don't need to know what you wish to do to yourself when my boyfriend is around. Second, what you are describing is love."
"Love? Huh...that's odd." Carla said, brows furrowing a bit. She tugged on one of her pigtails, a frown on her face.
"Why is it so odd? We've established that we are all lacking memories. Look around you...this room is rather spacious no? As if three people once lived here. If what you want to ask me is to be with him, then you don't need to ask. Call it intuition, but I feel like the three of us were together before all of this."
"What makes you say that?" the Ultimate Lucky Student asked, her heterochromatic eyes looking up from the floor. Veruca silently turned around, opening one of the drawers in the vanity. She dug around for a bit, finding a leather bound book. Quickly undoing the clasp, she flipped through the pages, stopping near the middle of the book.
"This is Jonathan's Songbook. He told me he wrote all of his songs inside this, and that it had gone missing. However, I found it and kept it to myself. It was actually in my dormitory, which lies unused now. I was flipping through it and found this." she said, pulling out a photo from within.
It was a picture of Jon, Veruca and Carla. The three of them were at what looked like a beach. The ocean was visible in the background, along with Kaikane who was surfing a wave. The forefront of the picture however featured the three of them. Veruca was wearing a dark brown two-piece bandeau top bikini. Her brown hair was down to her upper back. Carla was wearing a monochrome bikini, that hugged her curves nicely. She had a grin on her face, her bright eyes shining in the sun. Her hair was tied into a side ponytail with a white ribbon. Jonathan was in the middle, wearing black and white swim trunks, his right arm sandwiched between Carla's breasts, while Veruca was holding his hand. The Nut Specialist was giving the boy a kiss on the cheek, the look on his face being one of surprise.
"That looks like Venice Beach. Oh man...I look pretty fine in that bikini, my boobs are totally perfect."
"Ahem...your breasts are not the point of this picture. It's clear that the three of us were close. If our memories were in fact taken from us, it could be that we were in a relationship." Veruca said, giving the girl a glare. It shot over her head, her eyes still on the picture.
"Huh...isn't that illegal in America?"
"Only if you get married, I think. Well according to the back of this picture, this was our first year anniversary. The bottom says, "The day I asked the two loves of my life to marry me. Couldn't afford a ring, sung them a song instead." That is definitely something Jon would do."
"Yep...who needs a silly ring anyway? Buuuut! If Jo-Jo was with us both, then does that mean you and I were together too?"
"I'm not sure...I don't feel any attraction towards women. It's clear that our bond transcends quite a bit. Especially if we're ready to disregard local laws to be together." Veruca said, a pensive look on her face. Carla took a hold of the picture, head titled slightly.
"I...really wish I could remember this. Call me crazy, but the first time me and Jo-Jo were together, it felt familiar. As if I knew exactly what he liked. It was as if he was telling me he liked it rough, yet I never heard him voice it out."
"Again, information I don't need to know dear." Veruca said, her face flushing. Carla giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Aw...don't tell me you're jealous? Are you jealous because he got it in with me and not you? That's so precious!"
"That is not it! It's clear I was his girlfriend before you join us. That means that I should have naturally been the first one! Even if I don't remember it!" she cried back.
"Hmm...have you slipped a finger in? Maybe you're still a virgin, if that's true then we need to remedy that."
"Bloody hell, you pervert! Keep that stuff to your fuckin self!" the Nut Specialist cried, her face turning crimson. Carla shook her head, her soft giggles filling the room.
"I'm just busting your balls Ruru! Still...this adds another layer to all of this. This game we're in isn't fun...if someone has the gull to kill a pregnant woman. Who's to say they won't kill someone like me? I'm scared you know."
"Why are you scared?" Veruca asked softly. Carla sat down, holding the picture closely.
"I'm scared of dying. Like...I'm not scared of death...there is a debt that all men pay, and that is death. It's inevitable...I'm scared of dying. I don't want to feel any pain...I don't want to suffer. I can only imagine the pain Cara went through...the shock, the confusion, the pain. Don't even get me started on Dan. Then there's Kamron...I can still hear his voice. I try to think of happy things...but I just can't, I hear that gun...it reminds me of that day. When I held that gun to my head." she said, her shoulders shaking slightly. Veruca sat down next to her, wrapping her arms around her.
"Shh...it's okay. I vow to you, right now under god, that you will not die here. I will make sure you make it out of here alive. Or my name isn't Veruca Almendra DeWitt Bukator LeGume."
"Thank you Ruru. It means a lot that you'd vow that...but don't make promises you can't keep. I may have Ultimate Luck, but that doesn't mean I'll make it out of here unscathed. Luck is a fickle mistress, one day...it'll run out. The trigger will strike primer...and it'll be game over." Carla replied, looking away from the Nut Specialist. Veruca frowned, sliding a hand under her chin, slowly turning her head until she was facing her. She looked into her eyes, a confident look on her face.
"It will not be game over...this is all a game, then that means there will be a winner. Despair will not triumph...we have to find out the truth behind this horrid game. The truth about our missing memories. We need to fight for that truth, fight for that until we find it. The truth hurts, but it's better than living a lie, and it's better than dreaming of an ideal scenario. We can't live happily anymore...none of us will be able to sit around a table, during Sunday dinner and live our forever together. We were friends before...sure...but now, we're different. We can't let that just become a fleeting hope, understood?"
"B-but Ruru...what if I die? What if you die? Or Jon?"
"You aren't going to die, and Jon...he's too stubborn to die. There's something about him that I can't place. Like he knows how to take care of him, but I just can't figure out what it is. As for me...they'll have to break me before they kill me. It'll take a sledge hammer to break my iron will. There is one thing that I'm looking forward too though."
"What's that?" Carla asked, pursing her lips a bit.
"Finding the Mastermind. You see this hand?" she asked, holding her finely manicured hand out. Carla looked at it, giving her a nod.
"I see it."
"Good, memorize it well. I will be granted the pleasure of grabbing the mastermind by his balls. Then I will proceed to crush said nuts." Veruca said, clenching her fist tightly. Carla swallowed hard, a dry chuckle leaving her lips.
"Yeah...you do that."
"I really do want you to be there...you'll stay alive for me, right? For me and Jon?" she asked, a bit softly. Carla gave her a nod.
"Y-yeah...I'll be there...I'll bank on my luck. It's never failed me." she replied, barely above a whisper. The two girls continued looking into each others eyes, smiling slightly.
"Good...we'll make it to the end...you...me, and Jon."
"A-huh."
Neither knew why, but it was an odd attraction that had slowly pulled them together. It was almost in instinct. Veruca pressed her lips firmly against Carla's, giving her a slow tentative kiss. The Ultimate Lucky Student matched her movements, a soft squeak leaving her lips. Veruca cupped her cheek, deepening the kiss a bit, slipping her tongue past her lips. It was a bit odd, but the Nut Princess welcomed it. She could taste the faint hint of Root Beer and strawberry lipgloss. She didn't know why, but she craved it. She wanted more. She pulled away briefly, kissing the brunette with passion. Carla moaned gruffly, suckling on Veruca's lower lip, tugging on it slightly. Her cute squeaks and moans only spurred her on.
The two pulled away, both panting for air. Carla recovered a bit faster, and reached for the hem of her shirt, quickly taking it off. She pulled Veruca onto her lap, much to her surprise, and started to kiss and lick her neck. She gasped at the foreign feeling, feeling nothing like this in her entire life. She felt the girl guiding her hand towards one of her breasts, slipping it under the bra. Her nipples were hard, most likely from arousal. Veruca jumped a bit when she felt Carla's hand slipping underneath the skirt of her nightgown, rubbing her entrance above over her lacy panties.
"Hey...Ruru...have you ever...thought about eating another girl out?" Carla asked, looking directly into Veruca's eyes.
"N-no."
"W-would you like too?" she asked softly. Veruca gave her a shy nod, standing up from her lap. The Ultimate Lucky Student grabbed onto the hem of her panties, and pulled them down in one swift motion, revealing her shaved womanhood, flushed and swollen from arousal. She sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs a bit.
"Um...how do you...you know?" Veruca asked, not knowing how to proceed.
"It's okay...I'll let you know if you're doing a good job." she said. Veruca nodded, and slowly knelt down before the girl.
She had seen this in movies before, but never once thought she would be doing this. Her rational self was telling her to pull the plug on this operation. That she didn't like women this way and she shouldn't do it. But the other side told her that her life wasn't guaranteed. That she should try everything once, even something like this. After the day she had, she needed a bit of stress relief. To forget the screams filling her head, to forget the images forever ingrained in her mind. She closed her eyes, about to do it but paused, backing away.
"I can't...I'm not ready." she exclaimed. Carla rolled her eyes.
"It's fine...I'll get you used to it soon. But you aren't leaving me half cocked, but that hand to work. I'm sure the Ultimate Nut Specialist is also the Ultimate Nut Cracker. Show me what those fingers can do. And if you can, fit the whole fist in there." she said, a crazed look on her face.
"Wow...I guess the whole "Don't stick your dick in crazy" thing is true. Well...I guess fist is more appropriate in this case...I should invest in a dildo." the Nut Specialist thought, as she stood up, sitting down next to the girl.
She lowered herself, pressing her lips against Carla's, her right hand traveling to the girl's sweet spot. She rubbed the outer lips, slowly slipping a finger in. Her eyes widened in her mind, from how slick her entrance already was. She slipped a second finger in, followed by a third. She continued roughly kissing the girl, as she started thrusting her hand into her entrance. The sloshing sound added with her dripping all over hand turned Veruca on even more. She felt her nipples hardening at the thought, and it wasn't long after that Carla had latched onto one, suckling on it as if she were a newborn. Both girls moaning rather loudly. That however came to an abrupt end when the door to their room opened, and Jonathan walked in.
"You guys, you will not believe what I just...what the fuck?"
"AAAAAHHHH!" Veruca cried, falling off the bed. Jon's arrival made Carla bite down on her nipple, causing her to scream and fall onto the floor. Both girls looked at the boy, large Doe eyes meeting cerulean blue. He just stood there unblinking for a moment.
"Uh...anyway, I was checking out the library earlier. I heard sounds from the other side of the Physics Room door. I was able to speak with a couple students. I guess they were able to break out of their Pods. The girl, Priscilla, said she would find a way out and try to join us tomorrow." he said, a small smile on his face.
"Oh...that's pretty cool I guess. At least they're safe, and that's what matters for now." Carla replied.
"The bloody hell are you doing? Are we just gonna go about our business like nothing happened? We were mid shag, you bit my nipple!" Veruca cried, massaging her left breast. She examined the fleshy bud, thankfully it wasn't hurt.
"Ah well...I'm sorry. If you wanna keep fingering her, I'll take my leave. I was gonna cook something for us. My mom taught me how to make Fried Rice, and I've been hankering for some. Maybe I can convince Mei-Ling to help. Though she was passed out when I walked by Tsu and the others." he said.
"I am not just gonna continue where I left off! What the blooming hell is wrong with you? Weren't you ever taught to knock before you walk into a room?"
"Weren't you ever taught to put a tie on the knob when you're gonna mess around with someone?" the boy countered. Carla pointed a single digit into the air.
"He's right you know."
"Shut up! Ugh...I cannot believe this...I was so in the mood too. You ruined everything Jon!" Veruca said, rapidly standing up. She tried brushing past him, only for him to catch her by the arm.
"Uh-uh...you aren't leaving now. The two of you clearly need to relieve some stress, and since I'm the man of the relationship. It's my duty to feed into his ladies desires."
"Yay! I finally get to fuck again!" Carla cried joyfully, holding her arms above her head in glee.
"Excuse me, but that is a private event. I'd rather it's just the two of us." Veruca said, a small frown on her face. Carla sighed, grabbing a hold of her bra and panties.
"Fiine...you get to have him tonight Ruru. This will be your first time, so be sure to enjoy it. Then again if our memories are gone, it might be your 1000th. Promise me I can join next time?"
"Yeah...you can join next time...Promise."
"Good...by the way Ruru, Jo-Jo likes being bottom. Also, he has this spot on his back that makes him tense up a bit. Oh, and if you want a lot of cum, put your finger in his butt."
"Uh...no, I think I can handle it from here Carla. Keep your advise and your fingers to yourself." Jonathan said, his face flushing in embarrassment. The Lucky Student gave the boy a firm kiss on the lips, winking at the two as she slipped her underwear and shirt on, locking the door on her way out.
"So...you like having a finger in your butt?"
"Do you want me to fuck you or not?" the boy cried back.
"Don't be shy dear...everyone knows that men are sensitive around that area. Ah...is that why you wanna be with Celestia too?"
"I'm gonna go take a goddamn shower and jerk off in there. I truly hope your fingers suffice." he said, tossing his jacket onto his bed as he headed toward the bathroom. Veruca sprinted toward the boy, knocking him to the ground. She quickly spun him around, straddling his hips, holding his arms above his head.
"Hell no...my stress levels are through the roof. I want you to bust a nut in my womb, I want to feel that dick hit my cervix. I don't care if can't speak in the morning. I wanna feel every inch slide down my throat. You're going to satisfy me, or I will break you."
"O-okay."
"Good...pants off, now." she said, releasing his hands. He smirked, grabbing a hold of her shoulders, pushing her onto the ground, pinning her to the ground, holding her arms above her head. She grit her teeth, giving him a glare.
"I'm sorry honey, but I'm not one to be dominated. I like peanut butter a lot you know...I'm going to lick every single inch of you. Just so you know, I have a lot of fetishes, and licking is one of them."
"Then go ahead...show me what you got. I want you to put that tongue to work and I don't mean singing. I'm wetter than a slobbering doberman, and I expect you to please me. Since I know your sweet spot, you should know mine. There's a spot that I squeeze under my arm when I play with myself. It always makes me scream when I cum." she said, her face flushed crimson. He smiled, giving her a wink.
"Good too know...I'll take extra care of you. I'll make sure to break your shell down and deliver my nuts into your factory. And yes, nuts, I cum like a porn start."
"I'll be the judge of that."
xxx(Ha...you fuckers thought this chapter had a lemon. Not on my watch, upupupu)xxx
"So...I'm assuming he isn't coming tonight?"
"Oh he's coming, but not in the sense you think. Say...are we gonna keep meeting after these trials? I think it's kind of demeaning to the dead."
"Meh...the dead are dead...can't do much about that. However, we have to keep meeting. Now that people are dropping like flies, we need to start acting. We need to figure out who the mastermind is and end this game."
"Hmm...I suppose you are right." the second person said.
"Getting cold feet? I thought you were an agent of chaos? Willing to do anything and everything for my organization. Come on...are you telling me I let you join D.I.C.E. and you aren't going to do anything?"
"It isn't that...It's just...I don't want to hurt my friends...and I don't want to lose my life. Especially doing something this risky...I mean, what does revealing everyone's secrets have to do with finding the mastermind?"
"Elementary my dear, I'm sure the mastermind is hiding among us. I believe they might even have a double agent. By revealing everyone's secrets and claiming it was the mastermind that did it, that person will be revealed. They'll be forced to act, to kill the person who revealed it, in vengeance for what they did." the first voice said.
"I know that...but do we seriously have to blame someone else?"
"Of course we do...we got the Library now...and I saw "You know Who" skulking around the Physics Room earlier. I'm sure those captives are already free. We'll blame one of those idiots on it...it'll be quite the beautiful lie, don't you think?"
"Koki! We can't just blame someone innocent! Those kids have been frozen in time. They've lost everything, we can't just pick them off."
"Then who do you suggest dear? Since you are so keen on protecting everyone. Are you going to take the fall? I'm sure you are lucky enough to avoid being punished, or even killed."
"No...remember what Alice said during the trial? That Dan had information on all of us. Well why don't we blame it on Alice? I mean, she's a teacher and all. No one trusts her, and she's doing something mean and nasty. Stealing money is a huge no-no...she needs to be punished!"
"Hmm...I like it. That would definitely spur someone to kill...no one trusts the Faculty anymore. Then again there is no more faculty...just students. You might be smarter than you let on...but seriously, hide that damn tattoo better. You waltzed in here without your make up...though if you wanna reveal it, I don't really care."
"Nah...where's the fun in that? Though I am worried...what if they discover the trigger word?" the girl asked, causing the first voice to sigh.
"That is an issue...but it will be an interesting one. I still can't believe the Government was able to get an Agent in here. This is so super duper cool! It's as if we're in the Sixties, trying to get information on the Russians! Oh I can't wait for our plan to unfold, it's going to be so fun! Nee-hee-hee!"
"If you say so...I just don't want anyone to get hurt."
"Thou shalt not kill, remember that. It's the solemn rule of D.I.C.E. If anything, I'll take the blame for it. A leader needs to stand tall and proud for his disciples to follow along, eh?" the voice said, earning a sigh from the girl.
"I suppose...well, I wouldn't be known as the Ultimate Prankster if I wasn't ready to pull a prank on someone. I suppose I should cut loose...especially because I finally have spray paint. I'm gonna vandalize some stuff, you wanna join me Koki?"
"Nah...I'm a little tired. Seeing two people brutally murdered, and two others executed can really wear me down. You have fun though, sleep tight and don't let the fetus jars bite. Nee-hee-hee!"
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"Nice job Benny. I was expecting two bodies, but you raked in four...you're doing a lot better than I expected!" Junko said cheerfully, earning a small smile from the Plastic Surgeon.
"Thanks, I had a hard time trying not to lose my shit though. That playlist was god awful. So I give you props on that." Benny said, standing up from his chair, popping his back.
"I at least know I can leave the show to you in case I wanna venture out into the garden. Where the hell is Heather?"
"I'm right here...no need to yell." a voice said firmly. Junko turned to the source of the voice, finding her step sister sitting down in a gaming chair.
She was a beautiful young woman, with dark raven hair bearing streaks of white. She had pale white skin, her eyes being surrounded by dark eye shadow. She was wearing a sleeveless blood red dress, with black outlines around the edges. Over it, she was wearing a crimson corset, with bright red lace tied at the front. She was wearing a torn black layered skirt, with white layers underneath. Her pale white thighs were visible, a pair of black torn stockings covering her legs. She was wearing a pair of black knee high converse sneakers, with dark red lacing. Her lips were charcoal black, due to the lipstick she was wearing, and her fingernails were painted dark crimson red. She was wearing a black choker around her neck, a tattoo of a bat being visible on her collarbone. She looked up from her magazine, slowly blinking as her crimson eyes locked with Junko's blue ones.
"I'm surprised...usually you blend into the darkness. I thought you'd be hanging upside down like the bat you are."
"Junko don't piss me off...I don't have the time to deal with you right now."
"Uh hello? Where do you get mouthing off to me? You are lucky I decided to let you live through the shitstorm that happened here."
"You caused the shitstorm meathead. Not to mention the only reason I'm still around is because I'm still useful to you. You just want me to take care of your back zits and blackheads. You know, you could learn to do that yourself." Heather said, rather annoyed at her older step sister. Junko growled angrily stomping her way to the goth.
"I will not have you calling me a meathead, Bat. And if you want to keep your brains in your skull and not splattered on the wall, you'll do as I say." Junko said. Heather closed her magazine, and stood up tall, causing Junko to look up at her. She was only 5 feet 5 inches, while Heather was 5 feet, 10 inches, in heels. She swallowed hard as her crimson gaze bore down on her.
"Listen you little shit...you took what we had here and ruined it all...and for what? Because you were so goddamned bored that you wanted to mimic the great Junko Enoshima? I am not going to join you in your crusade to murder our friends. I am your dermatologist and that is it, I am not your agent of despair. Not like that moron beside you." she said, glancing at Benny.
"Hey, don't look at me. I'm not an Ultimate Despair, I'd rather do what she says and live than not and die."
"Pussy...I'd rather take my chances out there than in here." she replied.
"Oh you two...you are so funny! You know you love being in here...Heather loves seeing Celestia fall in love with another guy. And Benny totally adores how Sofia is comforting Nicky during his time of need. You two love this right?"
"Yes...I'm totally enamored by the fact my girlfriend is falling in love with Chris of all people. I really appreciate the kind service you are doing for us Jenna, I really do." Heather said.
"What did you say?" Junko said softly. Heather backed away slightly, clenching her jaw.
"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to call you that."
"No...say it again...I wanna hear you say it." she hissed angrily. Heather sighed, looking away from her sister.
"Jenna."
"Don't ever call me that again! Jenna is weak! Jenna is spineless! Jenna is useless! Jenna wasn't able to give Jonathan what he wanted! Jenna was unable to please Jonathan like he wanted! Jenna lost to Veruca and Carla! But I won't...my name is Junko Enoshima, I'm the Ultimate Despair! I will get what I want...and that starts by taking those two retches out! And since you don't want to help me out here, you're going to help me in there."
"Huh? Oh you are tripping if you think I'm going to join your stupid game." Heather said. Junko smirked, reaching behind her back for her tablet. She tapped on it for a few seconds, before turning it to Heather, showing her a picture of Celestia, which had a blinking red dot on it.
"If you don't do as I say, I'll kill your physicist. You won't get to her that juicy cock of hers ever again. Is that what you want? For sweet little Alex to die at your hands."
"Don't call her Alex you cunt!"
"Hey now...let's not do this...Junko, put that shit away. You know those bombs only go off when in close proximity. So stop taunting her, and Heather you stop testing Junko. I don't want Sofi to die, so I'd rather do what she says. She calls the shots now, not the Headmaster." Benny said firmly. Heather clenched her hand so hard her knuckles cracked.
"Fine...you stupid little earwig. I'll join your fucking game, but I'm not going to kill anyone."
"Oh you most certainly will kill someone. You get a freebie...Jonathan decided to abuse the rules with me. A rather smart cookie, I'll say. However, there's a little thorn in my side...one that I wasn't able to eliminate during our most joyous occasion ever. That little liar Kogane...I feel like she may reveal a bit too much about us."
"She shouldn't...we did erase her memories. I gave her complete amnesia, she won't remember shit." Benny said.
"Oh? Is that true? Then why did the Pod Room camera show her flirting with Jonathan? Speaking about her talent? Clearly wanting his dick?"
"Are you sure you aren't just jealous of her?"
"Pfft...as if. If anyone is going to ride Jon, it's going to be me." Junko said.
"According to Jonathan's bedroom camera, you lost out on that...again." Heather said, pointing to the monitors. Junko turned around, eyes widening a bit when she saw Jonathan and Veruca. Her jaw dropped, hands slamming onto her console.
"Goddamn it! They're going at it like it's the end of the fucking world!"
"Interesting...his technique is quite profound. I didn't think reverse cowgirl could look so beautiful."
"Benny shut the fuck up! I will snap your dick in half if you say another word!"
"Hey Junko...Jon and Veruca are doing it like they do on the Discovery Channel." Heather said, earning an angry growl from the girl. The goth girl sat down in her chair, hiking her skirt a bit as the fan started blowing in her direction.
"Benny, be prepared to use the knockout gas in the Physics Room. And lock the gates to the First Floor. We're gonna get the Ultimate Cunt into the library. Make sure you're ready to play your role, and for the love of got, shave your pussy, I can see your pubes."
"Too bad, so sad. I like having fur down there, so you'll just have to deal with it." the goth girl said, flipping her sister off as she poured over the latest article in her 4 year old magazine.
"Grr...you'll get yours Heather...you think you are so cute...well wait until you get killed by one of those idiots. That's if she doesn't expose you first. Upupupupupu!"
Chapter 2 Act 6 Epilogue 1 End
Surviving Students: 32
Surviving Faculty Members: 1
xxx(Cast)xxx
Fa Mei-Ling
Jonathan Hyles
Anaji Hora
Lucy Cadwell
Setsuko Inoue
Victoria Louis
Tsubaki Aulani
Kaikane Aulani
Veruca LeGume
Nicholas Ladd Gardner
Anastasia Katrina Klevorick
Carla Williamson
Harrison Evans
Alice Lois Caroll
Julianne Natalie Ray
Gabriella Vertran
Calem Kurogane
Christopher Patrick Bacon
Chloe Raincomprix
Sofia Nilsson
Celestia Ludenberg
Priscilla Dentnye
Kogane Namazu
Heather Oswald
Kaede Akamatsu
Kaito Momota
Miu Iruma
Rantaro Amami
Tenko Chabashira
Kokichi Ouma
Maki Harukawa
Ryoma Hoshi
Tsumugi Shirogane
Angie Yonaga
xxx(Deceased Students and Faculty)xxx
Kirumi Tojo (Deceased)
Shuichi Saihara (Deceased)
Korekiyo Shinguji (Deceased)
Himiko Yumeno (Deceased)
Gonta Gokuhara (Deceased)
Kiibo (Deceased)
Dan Arche (Deceased)
Lee Harvey Emerson (Deceased)
Kevin Hicks (Deceased)
Kamron Luca Di Carita (Deceased)
Cara Ladd Gardner (Deceased)
A/N: Goddamn this chapter was a pain in my ass to write. It was a bit hard to try and continue after the last trial. I mean...god, The Fetus in a Jar still boggles my mind. I still can't believe I did that, but I like pushing the envelope, and I will continue pushing it until it either falls off the table or I get bored and start poking the lion with a stick.
This marks the end of the First Part of our little story. The next 2 chapters will be Christmas Specials, as I have said before. The first half is going to be released on Christmas Eve if I can get it prepared. My hope is that I can get both of them done by Christmas Eve. The Christmas Special is the first chapter, and the second chapter will be more dedicated to Junko, as her birthday is coming up and I want to dedicate a chapter to her.
After both those chapters are done, I shall regretfully bow my head. I have been writing for this series for awhile. So I wish to take a break, so I can work on the second half of this story. Things are starting to cook up, especially with the new players being introduced. I wish to work on RWBY for a bit, before continuing. My aim is to start working on this story again before February 10th. That's when The Walking Dead Starts, and I usually watch and write this. It's kind of a tradition now. I like picking this series up during the fall, when Walking Dead is starting. Maybe that should be my routine...and give you all nothing but despair and angst over the summer.
In all seriousness, I wish to thank all of you for sticking with me and my despair. I would personally like to thank Crit Fail, because if it wasn't for A New Hope, I wouldn't have had the motivation to pick this story back up. I love you bro, and thanks for letting me be a part of your Legacy. I shall do my best to help you in anything you ask, to the best of my ability.
Shoutout to PrettyPunk, who's OC debuted in this chapter. I promise to handle her with care. I'm already in love with the Sweetheart, you know how to make amazing characters. And I truly hope everyone is prepared for what is in store.
Finally...A shoutout to everyone who submit a character to me. You have all made this wonderful story of mine a reality. Without your characters, I wouldn't have people to brutally murder! All jokes aside, this story is as much yours as it is mine. It makes me happy to work with your characters. And though some may be dead, I don't plan on letting them go out into the night. I'm going to flesh them out even if they are dead. So I hope you stick around, because I'm about to give you the hardest Purple Nurple of your lives!
See you all in the next release! Also, fuck Elf, just...fuck that movie...
Coming Soon...A Morning Hope Academy Christmas...